Antonio’s eyes got darker, his teeth shut tight as he stared at the dead man who Buccolini had just ended his life.
“Portalo via. (Take him away.)” Buccolini ordered while some of the men standing squatted and dragged the body away, “The rest of you should clean up this place, I won’t want anyone coming to see this.” He said before turning to look at the ice cold face of Antonio.
“This is what I do to men who betray me. Men who backstab me, this is how they always end up, Antonio.” He said and sat down offering Antonio a seat beside him.
Antonio sat at the edge of a seat while Buccolini watched him, “Do you still have nightmares at night?” He asked, glaring at Antonio’s face.
He started having nightmares from the first day he met Buccolini and ate with him. Just like today, he had c
